CoconutJam

"Remember your first attempt at bucking coconuts?" "Bucking coconuts." There was a chorus of laughter, interrupted by a snort, then more laughter. Coconut Rum shifted as he lay comfortably on his back next to his cousin against a fallen palm tree on the sand. "Wow, we're so immature." "It's not even supposed to be funny…" The half zebra chuckled and exhaled through his nose, closing his eyes for a moment. It had been a long yet fun-filled day, a festival on the island of San Caballo. "You'd think I'd be good at it, what with my cutie mark being a coconut tree." "It's kinda cool though. It's stylized and different than all the other